Yellow Roses
YELLOW ROSES
Each day that pass with heart ache cry,
I drop a tear in a pond close by.
The ripple count of many rings,
are echoes voiced that you are near,
And as the clock of hours tick,
a yellow rose for you I pick.
as minutes pass, a forest grows,
With yellow roses just for you.
The candles lit, in seconds timed.
they cast a light as roses glow,
the fragrance thence that floats above,
tells you this, I’ve done with love.
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